Sunday, August 12, 2012

Sunday Morning Dawg

The dog and I have been spending a lot of time outside this week. He's getting better at listening to me, and minding when I call him. He likes to face into the breeze and sniff the wind, a harkening to his predatory roots.

There is no way he's a hunting dog, but he imitates one at my house. I love it when he's sniffing around acting like a real dog. If he found a rabbit, he'd probably want to play with it. If he found a bisquit, he'd know what to do.

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I'm a grandpaw who has lived a life of adventure, and resent having to slow down. I've been a Tank Commander, a Company Commander, an MP. My main career has been law enforcement, with 30 years and counting. At this stage of my life, the most important people in my life call me PawPaw. You've come to PawPaw's House. Sit back and enjoy.
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